For The Love of An Alpha

So It Begins

Silver orbs stared back at his scruffy face as he knelt down to nudge red haired woman. Eli hesitated to nudge her boot, her pale eyes seemed to glow under the light of the moon. While contemplating if he should nudge her or now, Jhera blinked slowly.

"Times up?" She whispered softly, watching as Eli's hand flinched and shot close to him.

"Ya," he exhaled. "Not sure I'll sleep now though." He gave a wry chuckle and stood to his feet. He offered his hand to the woman, and she rose from the ground.

Her arms stretched high as she stretched her stiff muscles. The moans and groans of her watch companion came loudly through the clearing. Rolling her shoulders, she turned to see Morgan trying to wake the opposing giant. Jhera smiled to herself and tapped Morgan's shoulder, getting his attention.

"You're too nice." She spoke softly, reaching down and flicking Erick's ear hard. He stirred slightly, so Jhera then took the advantage of his lack of balance and pushed his shoulders. This sent him toppling to his side and waking up to catch himself. Wiping her hands from a job well down, she smiled to Morgan with a nod of satisfaction.

"What the?" Erick yawned looking about the clearing.

"Times up." Morgan spoke out, his deep voice carrying a chuckle through the cold night air.

Jhera took up a seat on a large rock, the same that held her pack. She kept her hands busy by putting everything back where it belonged and resorting the first aid kit. Her ears keen to her surroundings, even though her hands and eyes were on her bag. The sound of feet coming up behind her caught her concentration.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Her voice was soft in the night air, having an almost mystical quality to it.

Erick brought his hands to his sides and slid them into his pants pocket. "You didn't have to push me over, ya know."

"Yes I did." Jhera looked up to the tall blond, "Morgan had been trying to wake you for 15 minutes." She smirked at him, as though it was his fault for making her do it.

"Ya," he rubbed the back of his neck, "guess I am pretty heavy sleeper."

"Maybe you should start taking first watch then," her hands returned to busying themselves about her things, "that way we don't have to be quiet when we wake you."

A grumble escaped his lips, but no other words were passed between the pair. Silence set in and the nights sounds of animals and creatures sang to them through the night. Jhera's eyes slowly scanned the small opening they were it. It wasn't quiet a clearing, just an area between a set of trees that had enough space for them to lay out. It was dry and the snow around the camp almost helped to insulate them from the cool wind that was starting to rise.

"Storm's coming." Jhera spoke, her nose to the air and her eyes closed.

Erick took the moment to sniff at the air and looked toward her, "You're right." His blue eyes narrowed in on the woman, "Doesn't smell like a good one either."

Jhera popped her eyes brows at the statement, No storm is good when you're traveling. Her thoughts about how she was going to teach them all to stay dry during the storm occupied her slow night. Looking about she say wolves that were huddled in parkas, instead of transforming to wolves and traveling. She huffed slowly and stood from her cold rock. Her human body was too frail for this, shifting would be better.

Opening her pack, she moved some things about and began to remove her coat. It wasn't as thick as the parka's the other's wore, but it was warm. Once her coat was settled in her back she began to disrobe the rest of her attire.